Cult Tee

Cult tee on me
New merch ode
Outside
Currently
Big gas been hurting me
Big gas got me burning up
Big bro got me turning up
Riding in that army truck yeah
N be hating on me I just tell em "Oh well"
I just be smoking ode
I don't really need a scale
I just be up I just be moving and shit
I just be fucked I just be doing my shit

I be going crazy on the gram
Little bro crazy on the gram
You know I be taxing Uncle Sam
Whenever I walk in they like damn yeah
Walk in with a vintage tee
Crashed the whip and sliced my knee
I can't do no feat for free
Feel like all these eyes on me
Ain't been tapped in
Chill with my friends
Big tank
XannKlann
New check
Big bands
Old mail new mail
Stacking up my dividends
Take a good look at my fit again
Look at my old shit bitch I been the man
Big Sai
BIG SAI
Spaceship bitch I been that fly
Muscles in my doobie got me this high
Muscle in my doobie finna fuck me up (But you know this)
You ain't give a fuck when I was fucking up (You ain't notice)
Now I'm on my big boy shit getting big boy bands
Chilling like a villain I'm a ceiling fan
Doobie on my right
Fizzy in my left hand
Feeling like Yung Peach when he whip his van

N be hating on me I just tell em "Oh well"
I just be smoking ode
I don't really need a scale
I just be up I just be moving and shit
I just be fucked I just be doing my shit
N be hating on me I just tell em "Oh well"
I just be smoking ode
I don't really need a scale
I just be up I just be moving and shit
I just be fucked I just be doing my shit

Van whipping van whipping
Fans just turned to stans
I got merch on and I stay dripping
Come and get your mans I been riding like a straight villain
Villain on some hero work
Hotter than a heater work
Money finna make em work

Money make em dance
No you not my mans yeah
You are not my mans yeah oh ah
Walk with the left and the right
Know I been saying that
If you not right
Then you not saying none



Credits
Writer(s): Gabriel Gibbs
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